I knew it wasn't right, but I knew that I couldn't stop myself.The call didn't come from Becky; it came from my son Steve. "Dad, I'm going out of town...on business for a couple of days and I told Becky she could call you if she needed anything. Is that okay with you?"Oh God, I thought, this is bad. It's not right, what is going to happen is not right. Steve's voice cut into my thoughts, "Dad? Are you there?" I managed to croak out that I would be available if Becky needed me and as I put the. Walking up to the bar and ordering a drink he scanned the room foropportunities.It didn't take long until he noticed a large group of women aged from 40sto 50s, all very well dressed and appeared to be having a great timelaughing and joking around. He asked the barmaid if she knew them,apparently they all worked at the local clothes factory and this wastheir monthly night out."Hmmmm, a bunch of rowdy women letting off steam" he laughed to himself"perfect"He casually wandered over to them to. I looked up to see her tits hanging down and swaying back and forth to her actions with her huge nipples pointing down. Mom had opened the bottle of sex lube and squirted a splat into her hand. She then seemed to pout saying “oh dear that is too much” she smiled and said “I know” then started slathering her tits in sex lube making them shine. Now mom was looking directly at me while massaging sex lube into her tits and asking me if I thought she was taking it too far. Quite honestly, I was at a. Had me wondering if she has been “playing me” all along? The more intense it came, the tables turned. She had me sucking on my own breast, holding it within one hand, while my other hand held the back of her head steady. I ground my twat into her face. I was going to cum, and after 6 months of waiting it’s going to be all I’ve been waiting for. She didn’t disappoint, I came hard bucking against her in the process. She licked me until my spasms subsided, then climbs her way back up top, and to.